Eyes of a Child
“The Eyes of a Child” On the cliff top, he stood. ... Turning his expression downward, he surveyed with sad eyes the valley that he had once called home. ... “Why couldn’t he be a child again,” he wondered, as he stared at the land. ... ” one child yelled, “Here comes the bus guys! ... Another child says directly to the old woman driving the bus, “you smell funny. ... Each child called a seat as if it were their own; the bus driver looks in the mirror and yells at the children to stay seated. ... As the man pondered about his past, he reflected on how he thought when he was a child.